I was having a smoke today while hanging out in front of the office when I felt a pair of eyes looking me up and down. Swing around to find our next door neighbor in the office complex looking me over. He’s sort of aimlessly starring at me. Before I can say something he tosses out, ‘were those your bikes I saw the other day’. Beeming with pride I of course answer, ‘yes’. The guy then says, with that gruff disapproving tone in his voice, “those things are dangerous”.
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